Count To Nothing کے بول

this is a dead end - empty your pockets the barricades of have-nots slash the tires and cut through to the bullshit can you afford to hide it? count to nothing destruction's inevitable, abandon the shit start to walk the plank sharpen the knife to cut through the bullshit the meek won't inherit shit not a god damn thing this is a dead end - pop out the glass eye the roadblock of have it all's chained to this wreckage - chained but not fooled plowing seeds of change to the worse